The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1887-04-21
From the Christian Union.


In the inside pocket OF the dress
Goa: found woman's kid glove that
had once been white but was yellow
and spotted with age and three letters
tied together with Gingy white rib
bon. | united the ribbon and opened
them here at my desk at home The
ink was faded and the letters so worn
in their folds that they almost fell to
pieces. They must have been folded
and unfolded a great many times.
They were written IN a feminine hand,
at time when such writing was in a
small and running character, much
different from the stiff, irregular and
somewhat unleadab!e scrawl which
is in vogue to-day; and they bore so
old u date that am violating no con-
fidence IN giving them in full:
Troy, June s, 1S37.-DEAs JOAN: I
know how sad and sorry you must feel, be.
cause know how wretehed l am And we
we're so happy, II it could only have been
as we hoped and prayed. 1t is very hard
to think that this can in any way be for
the best; but L suppose we ought to think
so. Perhaps we may think so some time
when we talk it all over together, and feel
the happier because we have known how
sad separation Is. 1t would be worse.
dear, II had host faith in you or you had
n me. That would be the worst Oh. liz
gould only see You and tell you that love
you. | lave YOU | cannot write, I am SO
miserable and unhappy, and 1 want you SO
much.
Nor need write-to tell the tale
My pen were doubly weak.
All. what can idle words avail II
Vnless the heart could speak?
BY day or night, in veal and woe.
That heart no longer Sree,
Must bear the love it cannot show,
And, silent. ache for thee. C.
"TRoY, June II. 1S37-DEAREsr IoHr.
L have been trying to imagine the town as
you describe it, SO that might fancy that
were with you. oh, if l could be- 1t is
so lonely. watch at the window until it
seems that | must see you. Down by the
bridge found a place that you cut with
your knife when we waited there one night
and tr,sd to plan for the future. l leaned
my cheek against the notch in the post, and
kissed it and cried when thought how far
away you were and how long it might be
before could see You again. But it won't
be long, will itf And you will find walks
that we can take when | come to You. |
am glad there is n river. We can row on
that, us We used to. When we tAls it all
over by and-by, this won't sseia any thing.
Martha is very kind, 0f course l can't
say much to her, but it is II consolation
to know tess she cares. Tell me more
ahoE. she place. and what you are doing
want to know all about it, and feel that
am with you. Once more, dear, l love
you, love yon, c.
Troy, July =, 1S37-My DEAREST: We
ore to leave here. l do MT know why, and
do mt know for how long. l believe that
we are to travel-I don't know where,
aud do mt care. l want to be left here
What shall do il | cannot hear from you?
lmnst find some way. We leave to-mor.
row, and l am as wretehed as can be.
Only wait Tor me and will come to yoa.
think OF yoNs dear night and day. cansee
am wish YOU sometimes? l can't tell when
! ea.n write again, and | am writing this
III my room to send to You to-day. I
shall fin some way to write. We are
young yet, dearest, and let us wait and
hope. aM always, always yours. love
you, ! love you. c.
These are the letters 1t was diff
cult at first for me to believe that
they had been written to Brownlow.
He was so old that could not think
OF him as " young man. After l read
them leaned back in my chair and
tried to imagine him as he must have
been when these letters were written
70 him, and to picture Aim standing
by the bridge with sE' and cutting
the post with his knife. And then I
fell to imagining the story. What had
caused the separatlons Why were
there but these three letters? Had
she forgotten hlMs Had she diedp
Here are the letters;you may tell YOUR
own story, and have no excuse for
not being perfectly satisfied with it.